Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Singapore and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Throbbing Gristle to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Black Pus,
Joyce Sims,
The Mummies,
Alison Limerick,
Thompson Twins,
Rod Modell,
Soulsonic Force,
Little Man,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Avey Tare,
Simply Red,
Warren Ellis,
James White and The Blacks,
Erasure,
Angry Samoans,
Brick,
Radio Birdman,
Television Personalities,
The Leaves,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jerry's Kids,
the Association,
Electric Prunes,
Desert Stars,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gerry Rafferty,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
World's Most,
KRS-One,
Whodini,
Scrapy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Slick Rick,
PIL,
the Germs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bobby Byrd,
Rakim,
Gang Gang Dance,
U.S. Maple,
Idris Muhammad,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pulsallama,
Laurel Aitken,
Echospace,
Monks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Infiniti,
Barbara Tucker,
This Heat,
The Barracudas,
Buzzcocks,
Scan 7,
Young Marble Giants,
Mission of Burma,
The Five Americans,
The Evens,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.